I Fell in Love...
With the curve of her hip.
Slashed my wrists in despair
Over sweet lips.
Smoldering eyes
Set me afire...
Reduced me to ash.
I gave my all
For a snaggle-toothed smile
(that, literally, drove me insane).
I kissed lips raw
Boiled my own blood dry
For Love
* * *
Slashed my wrists in despair
Over sweet lips.
Smoldering eyes
Set me afire...
Reduced me to ash.
I gave my all
For a snaggle-toothed smile
(that, literally, drove me insane).
I kissed lips raw
Boiled my own blood dry
For Love
* * *
posted by Jonas | 1/29/2011 12:50:00 AM
9 Comments:
And she a lucky woman, for you to have spent yourself so.
I gasped for a moment at that image. I see the marks of well-placed lashes on her flesh. It made my own flesh ache and my eyes well with tears. God, how I miss the pain.
You aren't easy to follow but see I can just the same. Where do you get these awesome photos? You make me want to open a bottle of wine or slash my wrists. Something. (Just kidding....I don't like pain.) But a love like that....isn't that what we are here for?
Truth be told, Annie, a few flames populate this fugue. There wasn't just one. There were four.
My four grand passions. Yes, I've been brought to my knees by more than one. I consider myself, still, to be a most fortunate, truly blessed man.
Oh, dear. I believe I'm about to disappoint you, Annie. I hadn't noticed the lashes, fixated as I was on shapes and curves. But...now that you mentioned it, I feel no need to replace the image. Works the way it is...lashes and all.
As far as images go, I get most from Google images, Bing images or Deviant Art. If the artist is identified, I place the artist's name in the image title.
True enough, Yvonne. What's the point of living if not to embrace Life and Love? Whatever the consequences.
Jonas, I keep coming back to this photo. Did you realize it's a photo of a young man?
Oh my, the image grows ever more intriguing. I'm not sure, and I don't much care. It was the curve o' the hip that sent me reeling...into fugues and dreams...of women loved and lost.
Memories seared onto the heart.
Love takes all and gives all. We gladly give and greedily take. If we are in the right mood. Nice imagery in words and the pic.
This is in fact a young man.
Hah, its actually a photo of mine.
The rest are on my deviantart, siahyrula.deviantart.com
Pleased to make your acquaintance, Ronald! As you can read, your evocative image inspired/intrigued a few folks here.
Thank you
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